The river
she moves along the river eyes scanning feet steady leaves descend as if from nowhere each breath each inhalation rejoices lifefluid pulses pulse through and around her body (from the …
Creative Work
And know there is more
And know there is more you cannot see. The wind caressing the ripe willow branches. The snail journeying through a meadow, towards what, I don’t know. The red wing blackbird …
Strayed bits
Parts of me silently drift to the floor, and lay there. A pubic hair by the bathmat, a toenail clipped and missed the trashcan, unseen flakes of skin that might …
Unwinding
Lured, She wound the delicate silver chain round and round and round her belly. Unbreakable, fluid armour pretending to be embellishment. Its cool touch numbs like a cast spell, unnoticed. Worn so …